Hello, friends…I seem to be in a bit of a Nightwish tear right now. As I put together a Gryphon play list and in doing so, a manuscript for The Dragon in The Garden’s sooooooo long overdue sequel, these are the songs which speak- even...
I owe my dear friend, Debbie Oakland, an apology. She asked, and I promised, for a Musical Monday derived or inspired in some way from this year’s Grammys. Debbie, I’m getting there, I swear. However, I had to go where the passion took me and...
It’s Tuesday March 26th, 2013 and a familiar scene is being played out in America. You know, the one where a group of citizens is forced to bite, scratch and claw for something that should be a right, a given. Today we wait to see...
This is about the answers Vice Presidential Candidates Paul Ryan and Joe Biden gave regarding how being life long Catholics affect their view on politics. These responses were given during the one and only vice presidential debate last Thursday, October 11th, 2012. This is my...
Much has been made of this country’s political system’s division, the schism between the left and the right in American government today. Little has been said of one thing both sides have in common. It is the demand that our election process makes upon our...
Just returned from vacation with the hot husband and the kids… behind on everything now, but that’s how the cookie crumbles. Emails to answer, blog stuff to catch up on, writing to do and oh yes, cruise pounds to lose. So, if you are waiting...
Hello, my friends! I am so sorry for the delay between my posts. I have been consumed with other projects and even other blog posts yet to be published. Then I realized I’d best get cracking already. So, grab something to munch on and settle...
I suppose it is a sign of the times that Hostess Brands, makers of such dainty, dessert delicacies as the Hoho, the DingDong , the Sno-Ball and, of course, the Twinkie, has filed for bankruptcy protection. It’s the company’s second foray into bankruptcy in three...
I flash back to 1989 and the movie “When Harry Met Sally”. What? I can’t date myself? I’m a child of the eighties, at least I own it. Where was I? Right, Harry, Sally, New Year’s. So, as everyone is celebrating at midnight and Harry...
Very close to my house, there is a Magical Stop Sign. No really, ask around. I don’t make this stuff up. It’s a very special sign. You see, it’s disguised as a perfectly ordinary stop sign. I mean, it’s got all the details right. It’s your basic octagon,...